Camperdown."
"You are not going to talk about Mr. Camperdown today?"
"Well; yes. I could not do so last night, and I shall be back in London
either to-night or before you are up tomorrow morning."
"I hate the very name of Mr. Camperdown," said Lizzie.
"I am sorry for that, because I am sure you could not find an honester
lawyer to manage your affairs for you. He does everything for me, and so
he did for Sir Florian Eustace."
"That is just the reason why I employ some one else," she answered.
"Very well. I am not going to say a word about that. I may regret it, but
I am, just at present, the last person in the world to urge you upon that
subject. What I want to say is this. You must restore those diamonds."
"To whom shall I restore them?"
"To Mr. Garnett the silversmith, if you please, or to Mr. Camperdown; or,
if you like it better, to your brother-in-law, Mr. John Eustace."
"And why am I to give up my own property?"
Lord Fawn paused for some seconds before he replied. "To satisfy my
honour," he then said. As she made him no immediate answer he continued.
"It would not suit my views that my wife should be seen wearing the jewels
of the Eustace family.
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